Six: White Space, Female Nude

White Space, Female Nude

I stood as if off in the distance
Memory sharp but blurred by grief
I recall the time, the time when
The girl in my memory had been mine

But so hard it had been to let go of her heart
Hard to lose, never considering we’d part
We had traveled down through the years
Never thinking the journey would end in tears

Still I have warm memories
The memory her smile
The memory of her curved breast
A time the girl had been mine.

I remember her moist lips firm against mine
Her crystal laughter framed against time
Time…the harsh winds of time struck
Bodies fall to the winds of time

Now the girl is gone forever
I’m still happy she’d once been mine

[end]

Artwork: Frank Cunha III | Poetry: Carl Watts | More Poetry

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